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There he happily falls into the bosom of the Divine Image, which lay buried under the Ruines of his Soul. Here he catcheth some Glimpses of Immortal beauty, some Tasts of a high delight, some sense of a true Rest. Now he loaths the Empty, Tedious, Tormenting Follies of this Outer World. |
There he happily falls into the bosom of the Divine Image, which lay buried under the Ruins of his Soul. Here he Catches Some Glimpses of Immortal beauty, Some Tastes of a high delight, Some sense of a true Rest. Now he Loathes the Empty, Tedious, Tormenting Follies of this Outer World. |
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